No Diggity

It's going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got RB, collab' creations
Bump like Acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me straight up
Tell me who can stop when Dre making moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavour
With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers

Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly bitch, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
I think about the girls all the time

I like the way you work it out
No diggity, i got to bag it up, baby

East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, baby

Rolling with the phatness
You dont even know what the half is
You got to pay to play
Just for shorty, bang bang to look your way
I like the way you work
Trumped tight, all day, everyday
You are blowing my mind, mybe in time
Baby, i can get you in my ride.

She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound,
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching feelings is a no,
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard

I like the way you work it
No diggity, i got to bag it up, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Lynise Walters, Bill Withers, Edward Theodore Riley, Chauncey Andre Hannibal, Richard S. Vick Iii, William Stewart
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